Two gaurds walked me to the end of my road. They had a rope tied around my hands like a snake, as they made me walk through this stone road. When I was young, I used to hear grown-ups talk how there was a land that grew no plants or trees, about a land that didn't have any rivers or waterfalls. I never believed that story, until now.
At the end of this road was a boulder, a boulder as big as The sun's power. "Pathetic, you acted so strong when you were hiding, but when you're caught, you act spineless, " Spat one of the gaurds.
"I thought I would never be caught," I said.
The guard looked at me with the face like he already knew I thought that. "They all say that, until they slip up."
The dim clouds kept the sun and the sky hidden from me, of all days. Below the clouds were the dragons, who circled the massive boulder like crows circled a corpse. The wind up here was so thin, my lungs were starving, I could here their stomachs growl. My heart's beat slowed, and I felt weak.
Finally, we reached the big rock. I could see the judge sitting on a horse, in his hands laid a paper. "For the murder of King Napoleon, said the judge. "And multiple threats of revolution against the government, James Roose is hereby banished to the middle mountain," said the judge.
I tried to listen to the judge, but something was swimming through the air. It was faint, but it out-voiced the judge by miles. It echoed through these glum mountains and clouds. it traveled slowly, but even all the way up here, I could hear it. "Change, change, change, change."
"Sounds like the people have spoken," I muttered, as the two gaurds gave me a nasty glare.
"Open the rock," said the judge with a raised voice.
And before my eyes, the big boulder cracked open like a giant egg. There was no ropes pulling each side, I saw no man or beast pushing it. It was like God himself looked towards this one place of all the universe, and commanded the stone to open. The sound of stone scraping against stone traveled through the wind, and bounced off of mountain walls.
The two gaurds guided me inside my new home and death-bed. They sat me down in an old, wooden chair in the middle of my murderer.
"Close the boulder" spat the judge.
The chair felt cold, like it was frozen without water. But that didn't matter, because my world started getting darker, and darker, until I was sitting in complete darkness.
"Change, change, change." I could still hear the faint chants. "Change, change." And before I knew it, I was smiling. "Change."
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